New Year's Gift

I received a gift last night. It has become a neighborhood tradition to gather at one of the houses to ring in the new year. No one has to drive, everyone is ready to shut down at 12:05. Suits us all very well. This year we attended, but we arrived late. We had the grandchildren at home and instead of hiring a sitter or leaving a reluctant dad in charge, we began the evening by taking the little ones to see a movie and then have dinner.

By the time we joined the party, it was late enough that we would have had to do some serious drinking to catch up. We didn't. But we received such a warm welcome, the drink wasn't necessary. For various reasons, the feelings of most of the people there were raw and were right at the surface. These friends rely on one another for the kind of support that helps you keep your spirits up when things go wrong. If specific family issues are talked about, it's with a wryness that really doesn't let you offer sympathy. But last night was different. It may have been the wine, but there was a strong sense wanting to be connected. Then, out of the blue, one of the men said, "We never say much to you about it, but all of us admire you for what you do for your family." Someone else said, "We know how hard all of this has been for you, and you are doing a wonderful job."

It made such a difference. We never have to talk to them about it again. I now feel so surrounded by love, understanding and support. I also know I have been lacking in my support of them. There are major family issues being faced in almost every family here, and if I can do nothing else, I can remember them and pray.

• Tim and Judie's daughter is facing a decision about divorce. They feel so helpless. I can listen and I can pray for Stacy.
• Kent and Linda have three grandchildren who are living in a precarious, health-threatening situation. They've done all they can do for now and can only stand by to be available when they need to be. And they are struggling with the hurt feelings caused by a daughter making bad choices and blaming them for not picking up the pieces. I can pray for all of them, but especially the babies.
• Bill and Judie have had to leave a neighborhood that they love. We can all help them be staying in touch and being available to them to keep the ties unbroken.
• Jim and Debbie will have to deal with every New Year's Eve as the anniversary of their son's death, lost to drugs. In addition, they are fighting to keep the one son they have remaining alive and on a better path. Such a lonely walk for them. They need every prayer I can give.

Today feels like a new start. I intend to grab this gift of caring with both hands and carry it with me every day for the rest of my life.